What a Life!

Ben seems to be one of those kids who benefits from having things thoroughly explained to him.

For instance, riding a bike. I swear he was having these raging tantrums back on the patio where all the neighbors could hear him and we were completely mortified. But the bike wasn’t doing what he thought it should do. I explained to him how you set the pedal so it’s just past the top and then you can push down and the pedals keep turning a little so the other pedal gets just past the top and you can push it down…and so forth. Soon after that, I went out to check on him and he was riding his bike around the patio perfectly. No more fits of rage.

So with potty training, we’ve been using a similar approach. Like when we hear him fart, we explain to him that pooping feels the same way. And so forth. [Please thank me for sparing you the details.]

Can I just say that in the past few days, we have had detailed discussions at our house about going to the bathroom that go far beyond anything I ever imagined I would ever discuss with anyone. Anyone.

Thank you. I feel better now.